Well, I say anywhere, but I checked a whole of 2 shops before I was overcome with Saturday trolley rage*, and left to return home to my chutney making and wine. Hmph! Guess I’ll be keeping an eye out for pectin next time I can be bothered to venture outside of my nest and have to encounter people.

* Trolley rage generally emerges when any of the following happen:

People walk really slowly in front of me. Usually playing with their phone. MOOOVE!

People use their own trolley to block the entire aisle, because *obviously* no-one else needs to go past them. Oh no. They’re looking for cake or something, dammit. NOTHING IS MORE IMPORTANT!!!

The supermarket decided that mustard powder is not actually a spice, and should live in the aisle 3 down, next to the pickles. Nope, I don’t even get that. Stupid ASDA.